"Okay, stop arguing. It doesn't matter whether Murong Yanyi is there or not. We just found an excuse to gather everyone together."

"Yes, Murong Yanyi is just a gimmick. The real goal is to gather people like us who have lofty ideals."

"As long as we work together, it will be the same with or without him."

"As long as we can succeed, we will all be royals in the future."

The person behind him spoke. Seeing that the situation was good, Murong Youchou continued: "When the time comes, everyone will occupy a piece of fat girl's grassland, and each of us will be the king."

A big pie is drawn every minute, and those who are not determined can only nod in agreement.

"OK"

"no problem"

"Support it sincerely, that's all."

"Become the king again, hehehehe"

As they watched the atmosphere gradually return to the passionate and passionate atmosphere, in fact only they knew what they were thinking in their hearts.

But they didn't know that a huge shadow was slowly forming in the sky amid the rapid changes in the wind and clouds above their heads.

War horses have some things that humans cannot perceive. They sense some special situations and begin to restless.

Like the Xianbei people who had been riding horses to herd animals since childhood, the Xianbei cavalry felt that the horses they were sitting on were restless and began to try to comfort their companions.

I don’t know why, but the moves I had used in the past were all ineffective, and the Xianbei cavalry’s own town was in chaos.

There was trouble in their own formation, and Murong Youchou and other tribal leaders had no time to deal with it. At this time, their war horses also experienced a similar situation.

What happened to my war horses? What did they feel?’’

I don’t know who looked up at the sky, and then shouted loudly: "Heaven, heaven..."

The Xianbei cavalry who heard the shouts raised their heads one after another, and a pair of huge eyes above their heads stared at them.

"Heaven above, what is this?"

"Could it be a monster?"

"Maybe it's a god"

"God is blessing us~!"

"Yes, we will definitely win this battle."

"Suddenly someone shouted, what are you doing, Brother Shengli? Didn't you see that our horses were so frightened that they peed?"

He lowered his head and looked at his war horse. There was a pungent smell, and hundreds of thousands of war horses couldn't control their sphincter.

what's the situation

Those huge eyes in the sky are obviously not the gods they say they are.

Suddenly, complex outlines appeared around the eyes, and a majestic human face appeared. There was a crown on the top of the head, and a dot of vermilion in the center of the eyebrow, as if it was about to drip blood.

Zhang Liaoyang looked up and saw the face of his lord.

A crisp and majestic voice floated in the sky.

"Those Xianbei cavalrymen underground, for the sake of my beloved concubine Murong Xue, if you kneel down and surrender, you will be exempted from the death penalty and return home after serving three years of corvee. Otherwise, I will send you to hell for eternity."

Xianbei's cavalry had not yet moved, and Zhang Liao's Tang cavalry saluted Li Mingda's huge face in the sky.

Xianbei didn't know that the one who couldn't resist the pressure, ignored the debris and smell following the ground below, knelt down and threw the weapon before kneeling up.

For a moment, it was as if dominoes had been pushed. Most of Xianbei's more than 100,000 cavalry collapsed, and the rest were crumbling and they didn't know what to do.

They didn't know what to do, but the horses knew what to do. They knelt down one after another like the cavalry around them.

Murong Angui, who was thrown to the ground by his own horse, stood up together with the tribal leaders who hated Li Mingda, pointed their machetes at Li Mingda's face in the sky, and gritted their teeth.

Among them, Murong Youchou shouted ferociously: "You are pretending to be a ghost, if you can, you can kill me with thunder from the sky~!"

Li Mingda glanced at Murong Sadou in the sky. Less than ten seconds later, in the sky without dark clouds, a bolt of thunder suddenly struck down from the sky, and Murong Sadou instantly turned into a ball of dust.

And then

There is thunder falling from the sky again

Several leading tribal leaders turned into dust in front of everyone. If it weren't for the remaining armor and weapons on the ground, the kneeling cavalry around them would have thought they were dazzled.

And then

Dark clouds suddenly rose in the sky, and countless thunderbolts fell, turning the Xianbei soldiers who were still standing into charcoal.

after thunder

The sound came again in the sky

"You are lucky enough to have escaped death this time, so you can take care of yourself."

Zhang Liao and other soldiers of the Tang Dynasty shouted: "Best farewell to His Majesty the Mingzun Holy Emperor!"

After the faces in the sky dispersed, Zhang Liao noticed the smell of urine, then turned to look at the source of the smell, which was Murong Yanyi.

Murong Yanyi ignored his special situation and asked Zhang Liao tremblingly: "Is this His Majesty Mingzun?"

Zhang Liao nodded: "Yes"

With a plop, Murong Yanyi's eyes darkened and he fell from his horse. His subordinates around him hurriedly picked him up and checked him. When he fell, he hit a stone and pretended to understand, but it was okay, just

Fainted.

It just happened to alleviate his embarrassing situation. In fact, not many people at the scene had the time to laugh at him. There were many who were worse than him.

Zhang Liao ordered his personnel to clean up the battlefield. Since the scene was too chaotic, the soldiers expressed that they did not want to enter the scene and could only let them calm down and walk out.

Not many of the clan leaders who took the lead survived. After all, thunder and lightning are always difficult to control, so some unlucky children followed Murong Anyou and the others and died together.

After some cleaning up, all the participants, except for some spies who started to break into the interior and the tribal leader who was one of his own at the beginning and his men, the rest were all thrown into the prisoner of war camp. They will be sent to

Tashkent and the mines may be preparing to start repairing the pipeline from Chang'an City to the Western Regions.

This time I saw Li Mingda slapped in the face not only at the Tuyuhun battlefield, but also at the nearby cities and tribal gathering places within a hundred miles.

The news that Li Mingda was a god began to spread from the mouths of these cities and tribes, as well as the soldiers of both sides who survived the battlefield.

The local Mingzun Holy Church church began to have believers come to pray spontaneously, and some originally unbelievers began to change their beliefs.

Those businessmen who rested here and traveled between Europe and Chang'an City were even more excited.

shadow of god

All things bow down

Summon Thunder

This is the power that only true gods have.

Even the God King Zeus in Deification is like this, right?

Murong Yanyi woke up not long after cleaning the battlefield. On the way, he grabbed Zhang Liao and asked if he could avoid death.

Without Li Mingda's order, Zhang Liao naturally could not give him news. On the way, Murong Yanyi took out a scripture of Mingzun Holy Religion from nowhere and started his own path of faith.

Li Mingda opened his eyes on the recliner in the imperial study room of Tai Chi Palace in Chang'an City.
Chapter completed!